Progress. Also silliness.

[truepenny]

YES.

Just like that.

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"The Clockwork Pianist" has a complete and semi-final draft (meaning that I've fixed everything I know is wrong with it, and am now foisting it on other people). 3,300 words.

Now to achieve the same for "Blue Lace Agate." [ETA: Done. 5,600 words, because Bear made me put all the good bits back in. Also, I have a word I am flabbergasted that WordPerfect does not know: asses, as in the plural of ass. As it happens, I was using it in the vulgar sense, but I might not have been! If you, like the young lady named Cass,* have one ass, why may you not increase your assessable assets to two asses?]

Also today, 950 words on "A Night in Electric Squidland." (For those of you who are wondering, Electric Squidland is a nightclub.)

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*There was a young lady named Cass
Who had a remarkable ass.
It was not round and pink,
As you probably think,
But was gray, had long ears, and ate grass.

Comments

[larryhammer]

I'd go to a nightclub named Electric Squidland. Especially if it's near Birch Aquarium.

---L.

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

I like your limerick.

(You don't know me, but I read Mélusine and started reading your journal afterwards)

[truepenny.livejournal.com]

I can't really take credit for the limerick. I read it first, I think in Willard R. Espy's An Almanac of Words at Play, although my memory may be betraying me.

But it is a very good limerick.

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Anybody who can remember and quote limericks (IMHO) is entitled to take some credit. For exposing the rest of the world to them, if nothing else.

(I can never remember limericks, hence my opinion. Poetry, yes. Limericks, no.)